No Lies Freestyle

[Intro]

Gaza

A's up G's up till I free's up

Bu-Bush!

SF, Squeeze first

I love Chris Rich

[Verse]

How many man can rap and tell no lies

All the things I've done for the guys?

Done more than risk my life

Splash man deep tryna see inside

This beef won't end till all the opps' dead, that normal (Normal)

We get opps down, that plural

Last time I stepped, I left man awful

That's another point for the scoreboard

Been takin' over

Back in the day they was winning

But things been different ever since man got older

We carry this beef on our shoulders

This beef on tops, and I hate these opps

So it's only right that I spin their block

I ain't gotta talk too much

Cuz they know it's us when their friends get shot (Bu-Bush!)

Still warring

And it don't get boring

Last time I caught man bored him

Man'll step over there no warning

Get caught, that's your family mourning

So you better stay on your feet, no falling

This ain't a game, there's no respawning

When I step I got it on deck

So you best approach with caution (Best dash!)

I ain't lost no friends but they lost their buddies

Knife work mad like Chucky (Chucky)

Get caught wit' your yute man'll kick that buggy

I swear this beef is ugly

Bro ain't gotta say a word

If he points you out, then I'll turn man duppy

And I really got a fetish for spinners

But lately I kinda fell in love with the brucky

Never been the one for verbal

Leave that shit to the opps

I slapped my man wit' the spins

But last man guy I hit got slapped by the dots (Where they at?)

They always ask why I'm so violent?

I grew up on a violent block (WoodGaza)

He got, got

And he got, got

All now they still making songs?

Pull up, bang it or I'll splash him

Either way I'm tryna turn man off

No cappin' in my rappin'

I'll leave the booth now if I get that drop

I was in O with Steg

Got a call that opps in the ends and I left that spot

Better not sit on the fence

If I see with them just know you might end up shot

War is war

Music's music

Fuck with the gang then you must be stupid

[?] with the tag and still do bootins (Bootin's)

Reckless, reckless

Swear down should've seen the way I left him

You know I'm on, don't ask no questions

Them man fake I call them wrestlers (Wrestlers)

You best show respect we're some real life drillers

If it weren't me it was C that did it

That boy got got by the gang, good riddance

Back to the block man backstrap billin'

Them man take L's we keep on winnin'

All the things I've done is horrid, I prey to god but I can't stop sinnin'

[Chorus]

Back in day was throwing up blue

Nowadays all wanna do I turn man red

Used to run man down for fun

Now for fun man fill em with lead

Rise that wap up fry him

Aim up higher

I've never been the one for legs

Anytime SF go on the lurk it's murder

Or some serious attempts

Back in day was throwing up blue

Nowadays all wanna do I turn man red

Used to run man down for fun

Now for fun man I'll fill 'em with lead

Rise that wap up fry him

Aim up higher

I never been the one for legs

Anytime SF go on the lurk that's murder

Or some serious attempts